My entire life is enshrouded in dead birds, mice, and other small game. I’m here to make a stand and inform you all as nicely as possible I am no longer accepting new corpses at this time but I appreciate the thought behind the decaying flesh.
I’m currently being held hostage by my own creativity. Sure, I like coming up with idea after idea complete with … More
I wish this blog post was as funny as some of my other pieces, but today you get a sneak peak into how completely laborious finding a new job in a different field can be, particularly when you don’t quite know what field you want yet. Before my garbage memory permanently yeets the details of this week into the void, I’ll recap the steps I took every day this week towards my new goal.
Did Drunk Me sit down and come up with a marketing plan? Think through all of the topics I want to discuss? HELL NO! Drunk Me just wanted Anxious Me to stop obsessing over not writing. So many days are spent silently judging myself for not writing and Drunk Me was like BOOM BISH I GOTCHU. WRITE AWAY!